Bind Me (Roommate Romance #2) (3 page)

“God, I love your breasts,” he murmured as he switched to the
other nipple and began his tantalizing assault with his tongue.

Despite my attempts at staying quiet, a long, evocative moan
escaped my lips and filled the dark room with the sounds of my pleasure as his
tongue continued toying with my nipple. He grazed the sensitive bud with his
teeth, nibbling and teasing ever so lightly—just enough to drive me wild.

The sharp, tormenting feel of his warm, wet mouth on me caused me
to whimper. My body involuntarily pushed further into his arms, desperate to
feel more of his tantalizing tongue against my skin.

He slowly pecked and licked his way back up to my mouth, devouring
me again and laving at me with his tongue.

“You like being mine. I can tell,” he mumbled against my mouth.

I was too breathless to respond. He then backed away, leaving me
standing naked and bound in the middle of the room while he searched for something.
Moments later, he came back with a round cushion, similar to one you would find
on a barstool.

After laying the cushion gently in front of my feet, he placed his
hands on my shoulders and coaxed me down until I was kneeling comfortably on
the soft surface. I looked up at his towering form with wide eyes, wondering
what his plans were for me. The sight of him looking down at me, and the
possibilities of our little venture, made my stomach flutter with desire.

As I knelt there watching his every move with expectation, Chaz
began to unbutton the cuffs of his sleeves and roll them up, allowing the
defined muscles of his forearms to show. He then began unbuttoning his shirt
just enough that the oh-so-sexy tattoo on his left pectoral peeked from beneath
the fabric. I was lucky to keep myself from drooling at the sight of the black
ink tracing around his toned muscles and perfectly sculpted skin.

“I want you to taste me, Lily. I can’t wait to feel that warm
mouth of yours wrapped around every inch of my cock,” he said as he began
unbuttoning his pants.

I probably looked a little scared as I tried desperately not to
appear as eager as I felt. Just the idea of pleasuring him had me trembling
with anticipation. I quivered uncontrollably—my legs shaking, my mouth dry, and
my senses screaming for reprieve. The thrumming of my heartbeat began to drown
out the sounds of the party above us.

“Say something,” Chaz said with a thickness to his voice—as if he
was attempting to control himself. “Tell me you want this, Lil. Tell me you
want me in your mouth.”

“Yes, Chaz,” I whimpered. “I want you… please.”

“That’s right. I could tell you’ve wanted this ever since you
walked in on me,” he said with a smirk. As soon as the words poured from his
lips, my stare left the bulge in his pants and met his lust-filled eyes.

“I… I’m…” I stuttered, unsure of exactly what to say. I had no
idea he even knew I had witnessed him with another girl.

“Christ, that was hot,” he interrupted. “The fact you knew of my
preferences and still wanted me—by far, the sexiest thing about you.”

Wow. He thought my moment of sex-spying was hot? And here I
thought I was the only one who got pleasure out of that moment.

“Now, what is it that you want again, Lily? Tell me,” he demanded.

“I want you, Chaz,” I answered in a breathless plea. “I want you
in my mouth.”

“Hell yeah, you do,” he responded while releasing his cock from
his pants and immediately placing it against my waiting lips.

I opened to him instantly, allowing him to guide his shaft into my
mouth. Knowing his proclivities, I thought he would be somewhat rough and
forceful. Instead, he was surprisingly gentile, allowing me to adjust to his
intrusion even though I was well aware he was the one who had full control.

His soft head breached my lips and slid along my tongue
effortlessly—as if he was molded to fit in my mouth with flawless precision. I
had a mouthful of hard man and I relished hearing him suck in his breath as my
lips closed around his cock. A feeling of delight overcame me as his rock-hard
erection pulsed in my mouth. Oh, Christ—I wanted him inside me so badly. I
physically ached to feel his length inside my pussy.

A groan rumbled through his chest as I traced the delicate top of
his head and circled my tongue around the soft crease—tasting the slick dew of
his arousal. His reaction increasing my confidence, I sucked him firmly into my
mouth, taking him entirely.

His thighs tightened as a shudder worked through his body and over
his rigid abs. The knowledge that I affected him this way made me look up at
him with adoration while continuing to roll my lips over his cock.

He had fire in his eyes as he looked down at me with pure
excitement and passion.

I tasted him boldly, wanting to devour his essence and everything
that made him this potent, powerful male standing before me. It was as if I
could taste his strength beneath my tongue—totally male. I continued to enjoy
the smooth texture of his head as it glided between my lips.

 
“Fuck. Lily. You’re so
perfect. Your mouth was meant for me,” he groaned as he fisted my hair and
plunged deeper. It was as if he read my mind. I wanted him to grab onto me,
control my movements, and take pleasure in the slick wetness of my mouth.

He was gentle, yet demanding, all in the same thrust of his hips.
I relaxed my throat to take him deeper, clenching my fits that were bound
behind my back and holding on for dear life as he fucked my mouth.

He continued to thrust forward in long, sensual strokes. I did my
best to pay close attention to him with my tongue as he pumped in and out over
and over.

He tangled his fingers into my hair tighter as his thrusts became
more urgent and fast. Intensely sucking and swallowing, I leaned forward
slightly and guided him deeper.

Relaxing my throat completely, I sucked him so deep I could feel
the crown touch the back of my throat. Still, I held him deep, swallowing and
feeling the pulse of his length in my mouth. Closing my throat over the head of
his cock with each swallow caused him to shudder with approval.

“Goddamn, Lil. I don’t want to cum yet,” Chaz rasped desperately.
I knew he didn’t want to come yet, but I could also tell he was enjoying
himself way too much to pull away now.

I looked up at him, loving the fact I affected him this way. I
slowly eased up the hold my mouth had on him, letting my wet lips slide
leisurely over his cock on its way out of my mouth and watching the slick shine
of the soft skin around his shaft.

Just as he calmed slightly, I began again, lunging forward and
unrelentingly sucking him so deep, the little short hairs of his groin met with
my nose. As his head touched the back of my throat again, I swallowed, causing
him to groan loudly.

“Shit. Ahhh…” he grunted as he threw his head back and arched
toward me. He was close. He began to tremble as I vigorously picked up the
pace, taking him hard into my mouth.

“Oh, no you don’t,” Chaz scolded as he pulled out, causing the
suction to break with a loud pop. “I want to come inside your pussy, not your
mouth. I want to fuck you.”

His statement was so clipped and matter-of-fact—I knew it was
because I almost caused him to lose control.

Still bound, I stayed kneeling before him and attempted to catch
my breath. Gently, he grabbed my arms and gestured for me to stand up. On
shaking legs, I gradually stood just in time for him to devour my mouth with
the most passionate kiss. It was enough to make my heart skip a few beats and
all the air to completely leave my lungs.

Withdrawing from our kiss to look into my eyes, Chaz said, “You
need to remember who is in control here, Lil. I want to fuck you while everyone
upstairs is wondering where we’ve gone. I want them to wonder if we’re off
doing naughty things. Your little assault just now almost made me come and I
would have been forced to get creative.”

“I couldn’t help myself, Chaz. I wanted to taste more of you,” I
sweetly replied, batting my eyes with feigned innocence.

“Damn. What did I ever do to deserve someone like you?” Even
though it was a question, he didn’t state it as such.

Standing on my tippy toes, I brought my lips precariously close to
his and said, “I believe that is my line, Chaz.” Smiling slightly, I placed a
small peck on the corner of his mouth and stood, waiting for my next command.

“Turn around, legs apart, bend over… and brace yourself,” he said
sternly and with warning. As if he sensed the slight fear in my eyes, he added,
“Don’t worry, I won’t let you fall.”

Just his tone of voice had my insides quivering. Doing as I was
told, I turned and bent over, spreading my legs apart in the process. I was
still wearing the heels he loved, so I couldn’t help but hope he would make
sure I didn’t fall flat on my face. With my hands tied, there would be no way
for me to catch myself.

I heard him drop his pants and then felt his hands on my ass. He
methodically ran his palms up my back until he reached my hair.

Grabbing hold and wrapping my hair around his left hand while
bracing my waist with his right, Chaz wrenched my head to the side, pressed his
body flush against my back, and whispered hoarsely into my ear.

“I plan on taking you hard—fucking you until you want to scream my
name. You must stay quiet, no matter how hard I pound into you. Now, tell me
what I want to hear, Lily,” he commanded.

Somehow, I knew just what he wanted.

“Take me, Chaz. I’m yours. Fuck me, please.”

“Fuck, yeah, you’re mine,” he sternly affirmed.

Without letting go of the strong hold he had on my hair or the
firm brace he had on my waist, he was on me in an instant, forcefully slamming
all the way into me. He didn’t even give my body time to acclimate to the
invasion of his size as he mounted me from behind.

Teetering in frightening high heels caused my body to lurch
forward with the force of his penetration, making me cry out with an
unavoidable grunt. As promised, he held onto me tight, making sure I didn’t
fall as he forced his way inside my pussy.

With the sudden penetration, I wanted desperately to scream out.
Not in pain, but in pure pleasure. Pleasure so great, I thought I would come
immediately with the feel of him inside me. Remembering his warning, I bit my
lip and muffled my shrieks of ecstasy.

He wasn’t gentle. The rhythm was hard and relentless. Keeping hold
of my hair in one hand and holding my waist with the other, he pounded into me.
The grip he had on my hair caused my head to tilt up. In this position, my
attempts at keeping quiet became more difficult with each thrust.

Boy was he right when he said he wanted to fuck me. This was pure,
animalistic fucking—and I loved it.

I gripped tighter to my bindings as he pistoned in and out, fucking
me fast and hard. His rapid, sharp thrusts made loud slapping noises against my
ass. I knew I would end up feeling the effects of this hard-core banging later,
and the sensuality of that thought made my orgasm strain against my hold on
reality.

Letting go of my hair and gripping both of my arms tight as my
hands were still bound by my panties, he pushed me further and further over the
edge. The way he held me caused my back to arch, giving him the deepest access.

“Don’t hold back, Lil. I want you to come all over me. Now!” he
demanded through gritted teeth.

The sheer ferocious tone to his voice made my orgasm brim to the
surface. This was hot—potent—formidable—the fucking of my life.

After a few more minutes and several fiery, wicked thrusts, I
couldn’t hold back any longer. As if I had a switch he could flip, I abruptly
detonated all over him while mumbling an incoherent version of his name and
convulsing with every one of his harsh thrusts.

Holding myself up was nearly impossible, so I allowed him to support
me as he continued pounding against my ass. With his death grip in my hair once
again and his other hand holding my bound arms, fatigue caused me to slip
forward slightly and almost lose my balance.

He swiftly and possessively wrapped his arm around my waist once
more—holding me up as his thrusts increased with urgency and strength. Every
single shove caused a new sound to escape my lips. Even though my release had
come and gone, each one of his drives still felt so damn good and caused
synchronized moans to leave my throat.

I could tell he was close, but he still managed to last for
several more minutes… or hours—who the fuck could tell time at this point? Just
when I thought another orgasm was nearly possible for me, his fingers dug into
my skin and his muscles went completely rigid around my body.

“Oh, fuck. Lily!” he quietly roared as his release flooded me,
filling my pussy with his warmth. After a few more thrusts, he suddenly stilled
and collapsed onto my back, letting go of my hair and curling around me as he
continued to hold me upright.

Neither of us moved as we panted, attempting to catch our breath.
In the darkness of the basement, we stood there completely sated while the
gallery opening party roared above us. After a few moments, he stood up and
continued to hold me tight and help me gain my balance while turning me to face
him.